By the guppy
Date: 19 July 2000
scared
the sands of time blow quick
in thick blasts they etch my spirit
and fetch me back
to twist
to stretch
to fight their grasp
remove their pull
and free my feet that stick
at last
at long last
a firm hold on a vine that grew
somewhat past the prime
elapsed time disguised the lies
and captured cries
in a sealed vault
by baptized right i folded fault
and placed the blame
on my shameful shoulders
i lended blade
and bled
as wings were bent
and cut
to free the space for bearing weight
earthbound fate and fear
i soar in dreams alone
and dreams come at a higher price
numbness circles and collides
with forward strides
and pushes back
attempts to hide
the hilt hanging at my side
was drawn from my spine
my blood spread in infectious lines
the poisoned metal sheared inside
the tip grazing my heart with each beat
even retreat, if done too fast
would end my days
leave my name on the lips of those
who pray salvation for tortured souls
it's a tired crawl to tomorrow
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